The secret conversation in the tavern of Port Ormos continued until the dawn. Pantalone, who learned many secrets from His Royal Highness the Prince, said goodbye and said that the promised huge amount of mola would be delivered to the agreed place as quickly as possible. At this moment, Guyun Pavilion welcomes the first ray of sunlight shining on Liyue.
The rock spear thrown by the emperor was coated with golden light, like a golden pointer, announcing the beginning of the day in Liyue Port.
The people who believe in the Rock God are also as rooted in the land as the rock. The Liyue market in the morning is already bustling with people, and there are shouts and cries everywhere.
Sea fish and river fresh food shipped from the dock, rare ores quarried in the mines, fresh bouquets full of dew... gifts from all over the world are all gathered in this ancient and prosperous harbor.
The travelers and others who returned to Liyue Port from Guyun Pavilion, after having breakfast at Wanmin Hall, immediately went to Feiyun Chamber of Commerce and rented two carriages heading to Salt of the Earth.
Of course, it was Clement as the employer who paid.
After all, the money bags of the two gods in the archaeological team are probably cleaner than the plates that Paimon has licked.
"This time we must loot and unearth all the relics of the Salt God to make up for the cost of renting a car..."
Clement, Famas and Zhongli were sitting in the same carriage. The greedy fools were still looking at the ancient relics found in Guyun Pavilion, muttering to themselves.
Wanyan, Paimon and the traveler were in the same carriage. The archaeologist who believed in the Demon God of Salt continued to introduce the majesty and love of the Salt God to Yingmei, and accused Morax of his despicable act of murdering the other party. p>
But travelers no longer believe Wan Yan’s words.
According to the information occasionally revealed by Zhongli and Famas, the Salt Demon God is indeed kind and merciful, but during the cruel Demon God War, kindness and mercy will only end up tragically if they are not matched by strong strength.<
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Liyue was once one of the main battlefields of the Demon God War, but before meeting Wan Yan, travelers had never heard any Liyue scholar mention Heulia's name.
Even the stupid Paimeng understands these truths, but Wanyan is still addicted to the fantasy of the powerful and benevolent Salt God, and has a stubborn prejudice against the emperor.
The traveler didn't know how to persuade Wan Yan, so he could only follow the other person's story and occasionally nod in agreement.
The scorching sun gradually rose to the top of the sky, and the carriage stopped at the edge of Dihua Island.
The two coachmen who both belonged to the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce politely told Clement and others that they had been sent to the designated location, and the rest of the road would have to be walked by a few people.
Over the past thousand years, as the Bishui River has changed its course several times, residents along the Dihuazhou Island have mostly moved to the southwest. Today, there are very few farmers who have lived here for a long time. Most of them are traveling merchants who use the geographical advantage to serve tourists.<
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Now Liyue is experiencing another war. Apart from the slight sound coming from Qianyan Army's sentry post due to the change of defense in the distance, there is only the sound of whistles coming from the distant wind passing through the vast Dihua Dang, hovering lonely in the deserted wilderness.
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"Mr. Zhongli, hurry up and lead the way."
"Don't you have an old saying in Liyue that time is money?"
Clement jumped out of the carriage impatiently and urged Zhongli and others to hurry up. The travelers who came to the Salt of the Earth for the second time took the initiative to take on the work of guides and skillfully led everyone across the shallow tidal flats to the piles of
Before the seal of salt residue.
Wan Yan naturally also knows about the ruins of the Salt God sealed here.
But relying solely on her research and the resources occasionally sent by the Silver Plains Hall, it is a fool's errand to break the seal set by the emperor.
However, just because Wan Yanjie cannot be sealed, it does not mean that no one can unlock it.
"This seal looks a little different from the original one..."
Wan Yan squatted next to the azure seal, carefully checking the current state of the seal, secretly wondering why there were strange faults in the soil near the ruins, as if it had been forced to settle by some force.
"The mystery here is hidden in a sentence about the war between demons and gods."
"Leaving Tianheng in the south, entering Yaoguang in the east, ascending to Jueyun in the west, and visiting Qingce in the north, all the lands are in depression, and all life is in ruins. Liyue is so vast that it is difficult to find peace."
Zhongli stood in front of the seal, always maintaining his calm posture, and recounted the past: "At that time, Heulia, the Demon God of Salt, in order to provide a safe place for the war-torn humans,
I risked my life and traveled all over Liyue."
"In that era, the gods were at war, and wars were raging. Even just a moment of peace was a luxury, and what she finally found was the land we now call the salt of the earth."
Zhongli's explanation was simple and easy to understand, but Wanyan added with emotion after Zhongli's words: "It's a pity...this peace was finally broken by the hypocritical Morax."<
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Hearing Wan Yan's words, Famas almost laughed out loud. Zhongli lowered his head and glanced at the young man. Those golden pupils faintly exuded an inhuman luster and texture like elemental crystals. They were bright and shining faintly in the shadows.
Golden light.
"This doesn't seem like something Prince Yan would do, does it?"
Seeing that something was not right in the atmosphere, little Paimon hurriedly flew out to smooth things over.
If Paimon was considering the authenticity of this matter, then Clement didn't care at all. He stared happily at the unbreakable seal in front of him and rubbed his hands in anticipation.
"That kind of thing doesn't matter anymore... So, there must still be treasures of the Salt Demon God in the ruins?"
Wan Yan was not happy anymore, frowned dissatisfied, and reprimanded the fools who had been occupied by greed: "Did you listen to me... Even if there are Heulia's relics inside, the seal cannot be broken, and there are
Who can get in?"
Clement was not worried at all about the seal blocking everyone. He shamelessly brought his face closer to Zhongli, smiled and patted the emperor on the shoulder, fully demonstrating his trust in Zhongli.
"Oh, don't we have Mr. Zhongli here? He seems to know everything. It's just a seal. It can't be a problem for him."
"This seal has existed for a long time. Everything about it is a mystery, even Mr. Zhongli..."
Wanyan wanted to continue explaining, but Zhongli suddenly interrupted her.
"I do...know a little bit about the art."
"Eh?!"
Wanyan acted extremely shocked, while Famas, who was watching from the sidelines, just silently stared at the ruins buried under sea salt.
The once snow-white country was so similar to Munata, but now there are only ruins, bones and salt residue.
"In the rumors, there are many fragments related to the seal circulating. They seem chaotic, but they actually imply the method of decrypting the seal."
"Traveller, could you please turn on your elemental vision and see if there are any hidden mechanisms nearby."
Zhongli left the door to remind the travelers around him. Yingmei, who had turned on her elemental vision, looked around, and sure enough, in several extremely secret corners, she found elemental obelisks arranged in a regular pattern.
Combined with what Zhongli once said about the sequence of leaving Tianheng in the south and entering Yaoguang in the east, Chu Ying came to the obelisk as if he had some enlightenment and used the power of the rock element to activate it in sequence.